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He did much fishing in Lew water. We had then a very pretty governess, Miss Wilson, and Alister Grant was much smitten with her.
One night he went to Lew Mill to see how the pheasants were getting on, that the keeper was rearing, and sat on chatting with the keeper till late.
As he returned along the road at the rear of the Avenue, parallel with it, and the moon was full, he saw a figure of a woman in white or grey, he could not say which, walking in the Avenue. Thinking it might Need a topyou host Miss Wilson, he leaned over the low wall, and spoke to her: He spoke again, but there was no answer. Then it occurred to him that we were away at Bude, and that Miss Wilson was also away for her holiday.
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He knew well enough that not one of our servants would venture to walk in the Avenue at night. Ina friend of mine, Mr. Keeling, a solicitor at Colchester, was staying with me at Lew. He was sitting one evening in the settle, and I in the arm-chair opposite him, in the hall.
It was night and late. All at once we heard a sound as of steps issuing from the door into what is now the ballroom, behind the Trencyard, walking the length of the hall, with a dragging sound as of a trailing silk or satin dress. We both heard it. Keeling sprang to his feet and exclaimed: On the confines of Orchard is a gloomy valley, called the Deep Way, through which trickles a rill of water, under the shadow of a plantation and wood.
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Inmy wife and I drove over, by invitation, to have a high tea with the rector of Bratton, Rev. Seymour and his wife and family. There was some difficulty about the meal, and Trencbard.
Seymour had to apologize. Her cook had struck.
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The hotel is big on dark wood panelling, ornate ceilings, leaded windows, carved oak staircases, creaking varnished floors and heavy drapes. My Bd finds it all too much, claustrophobic even.
But I like the weight of history, the solemn portraits. There are 14 rooms. On the window sill, a framed note tells us that Sabine Baring-Gould once lived here. He wrote the words to Onward, Christian Soldiers. The hotel feels family-run. Staff are jolly and proud to work in such a showstopper. There are two small dining rooms, each with its own Be my first Lew Trenchard girl fire.
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